Collage made of loose sentences based on a letter written by Ingrid Betancourt during her captivity in the Colombian jungle. The collage represents linguistic chaos: words seem to sink into the gaps existing between them and the shadows projected on the wall, making the texts impossible to read in its totality. This chaos becomes a metaphor of the dimension of the pain of those who unjustly lost their freedom.
"Leaving is not enough. You must stay gone. Train your heart like a dog. Change the locks even on the house he’s never visited. You lucky, lucky girl. You have an apartment just your size. A bathtub full of tea. A heart the size of Arizona, but not nearly so arid. Don’t wish away your cracked past, your crooked toes, your problems are papier mache puppets you made or bought because the vendor at the market was so compelling you just had to have them. You had to have him. And you did. And now you pull down the bridge between your houses, you make him call before he visits, you take a lover for granted, you take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are magic. Make the first bottle you consume in this place a relic. Place it on whatever altar you fashion with a knife and five cranberries. Don’t lose too much weight. Stupid girls are always trying to disappear as revenge. And you are not stupid. You loved a man with more hands than a parade of beggars, and here you stand. Heart like a four-poster bed. Heart like a canvas. Heart leaking something so strong they can smell it in the street."
“Klein experimented with various methods of painting, using rollers and sponges and experimenting with different surfaces. This experimentalism would lead to a number of works Klein made using a female nude covered in blue paint and dragged across or laid upon canvases to make the image, using the models as ‘living brushes’.”